The Cult of Saint Guthlac - Revision history

Soranin: Text replacement - "\[\[de:(.+)\]\]" to ""

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imported>Darman36 at 17:55, 25 August 2023

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	'''The Cult of Saint Guthlac''' was a virtual representation of one of [[Eivor Varinsdottir]]'s [[Genetic memory\|genetic memories]], relived by [[Layla Hassan]] through the [[Animus\|Portable Animus HR-8.5]].		'''The Cult of Saint Guthlac''' was a virtual representation of one of [[Eivor Varinsdottir]]'s [[Genetic memory\|genetic memories]], relived by [[Layla Hassan]] in 2020 through the [[Animus\|Portable Animus HR-8.5]].

	==Description==		==Description==
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	==Dialogue==		==Dialogue==
	The monk called out to Eivor.		The monk called out to Eivor.
	*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''O! Me [[apple]] cart hath fallen! These apples must be eaten. They are too juicy to be left to rot!		*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''O! Me apple cart hath fallen! These apples must be eaten. They are too juicy to be left to rot!
	Eivor approached him.		Eivor approached him.
	*'''Eivor:''' ''You have lost your apples.''		*'''Eivor:''' ''You have lost your apples.''
	*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''But I have. A devilish wind took me over, and I worry for them. But I've saved the finest and juiciest. O! These apples explode in your mouth with the iridescent light of Jesus.''		*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''But I have. A devilish wind took me over, and I worry for them. But I've saved the finest and juiciest. O! These apples explode in your mouth with the iridescent light of [[Jesus of Nazareth\|Jesus]].''
	*'''Eivor:''' ''What makes them special? An apple is an apple, no?''		*'''Eivor:''' ''What makes them special? An apple is an apple, no?''
	*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''O, I beg to differ, my friend! You see, every year we make the pilgrimage to the west, [[Hammeham\|Hamme's farm]].''		*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''O, I beg to differ, my friend! You see, every year we make the pilgrimage to the west, [[Hammeham\|Hamme's farm]].''
	*'''Eivor:''' ''Farmer Hamme to the west?''		*'''Eivor:''' ''Farmer Hamme to the west?''
	*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''Yes, we call him "The Hammer." And his apples are fine, have this sweet iron tinge in them. My friends have already made it back. They are surely feasting already, but... I fell on some misfortune. Me cart busted. O, if only me back wasn't knotted like a dying oak.''		*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''Yes, we call him "The Hammer." And his apples are fine, have this sweet [[iron]] tinge in them. My friends have already made it back. They are surely feasting already, but... I fell on some misfortune. Me cart busted. O, if only me back wasn't knotted like a dying oak.''
	Eivor read the letter lying by the cart.		Eivor read the letter lying by the cart.
	~~<blockquote>'''~~Dear Brother Guthwort of [[Guthlac ~~of Crowland\|Guthlac]]~~'s Cult~~''':<br>''~~In friendship to the brothers of Saint Guthlac's Cult<br><br>Let the apples from Hammes' farm in the East of [[Lunden]] be a boon to your group of merry and divine hooligans. Let the Iron Cup of God shine on your heads and reflect the good light of His Plan.<br><br>May you Bob for the Apples in His Light~~''</blockquote>~~		{{IUNote
			\|Title=Dear Brother Guthwort of Guthlac's Cult
			\|Text=In friendship to the brothers of Saint [[Guthlac of Crowland\|Guthlac]]'s Cult<br><br>Let the apples from Hammes' farm in the East of [[London\|Lunden]] be a boon to your group of merry and divine hooligans. Let the Iron Cup of [[Christianity\|God]] shine on your heads and reflect the good light of His Plan.<br><br>May you Bob for the Apples in His Light}}
	She picked up the crate of apples by the cart.		She picked up the crate of apples by the cart.
	*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' O, eternal thanks for carrying the crate!''		*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' O, eternal thanks for carrying the crate!''
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	*'''Anglo-Saxon Man 2:''' ''O, Brother Holthwulf, and you've made a friend as well. Good to have you back!''		*'''Anglo-Saxon Man 2:''' ''O, Brother Holthwulf, and you've made a friend as well. Good to have you back!''
	Eivor set the crate of apples down while the two monks said a prayer in Latin before Brother Holthwulf started bobbing. She read a note on the table outside the house.''		Eivor set the crate of apples down while the two monks said a prayer in Latin before Brother Holthwulf started bobbing. She read a note on the table outside the house.''
	~~<blockquote>'''''~~Two Poems Concerning Guthlac~~''':<br>~~Guthlac<br><br>His life on the couch of God was one of piety and devotion. Living from the mud and with the birds, the angels did visit him. They told him the proper way of living without jewels, without fatty meals and glory-whores. With a spirit occupying your pious bones, and spring in your step so that the angels hear your song and match it thus.<br><br>Guthlac B<br><br>No one lives proper any longer. After all the joy He brought us, who abandon the blood-soaked scrolls of sin-seared thrones remain on a great path. Find a corner in the world and eat the apples our orchards provide. For otherwise we are doomed.~~''</blockquote>~~		{{IUNote
			\|Title=Two Poems Concerning Guthlac
			\|Text=Guthlac<br><br>His life on the couch of God was one of piety and devotion. Living from the mud and with the birds, the angels did visit him. They told him the proper way of living without jewels, without fatty meals and glory-whores. With a spirit occupying your pious bones, and spring in your step so that the angels hear your song and match it thus.<br><br>Guthlac B<br><br>No one lives proper any longer. After all the joy He brought us, who abandon the blood-soaked scrolls of sin-seared thrones remain on a great path. Find a corner in the world and eat the apples our orchards provide. For otherwise we are doomed.}}

	==Outcome==		==Outcome==

imported>Sol Pacificus at 15:17, 25 August 2023

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imported>Sol Pacificus: I will be filling out missing Valhalla content every Friday morning going forward. It will take a long time to complete, but at least there will be slow and steady progress.

2023-08-25T15:15:07Z

I will be filling out missing Valhalla content every Friday morning going forward. It will take a long time to complete, but at least there will be slow and steady progress.

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	==Description==		==Description==
	[[Eivor Varinsdottir\|Eivor]] found a monk near a broken cart and decided to help.		[[Eivor Varinsdottir\|Eivor]] found a [[Holthwulf\|monk]] near a broken cart and decided to help.

	==Dialogue==		==Dialogue==
	~~TBA~~		The monk called out to Eivor.
	:'''Dear Brother Guthwort of [[Guthlac of Crowland\|Guthlac]]'s Cult''':<br>''In friendship to the brothers of Saint Guthlac's Cult<br><br>Let the apples from Hammes' farm in the East of [[Lunden]] be a boon to your group of merry and divine hooligans. Let the Iron Cup of God shine on your heads and reflect the good light of His Plan.<br><br>May you Bob for the Apples in His Light''		*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''O! Me [[apple]] cart hath fallen! These apples must be eaten. They are too juicy to be left to rot!
			Eivor approached him.
	:'''Two Poems Concerning Guthlac''':<br>''Guthlac<br><br>His life on the couch of God was one of piety and devotion. Living from the mud and with the birds, the angels did visit him. They told him the proper way of living without jewels, without fatty meals and glory-whores. With a spirit occupying your pious bones, and spring in your step so that the angels hear your song and match it thus.<br><br>Guthlac B<br><br>No one lives proper any longer. After all the joy He brought us, who abandon the blood-soaked scrolls of sin-seared thrones remain on a great path. Find a corner in the world and eat the apples our orchards provide. For otherwise we are doomed.''		*'''Eivor:''' ''You have lost your apples.''
			*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''But I have. A devilish wind took me over, and I worry for them. But I've saved the finest and juiciest. O! These apples explode in your mouth with the iridescent light of Jesus.''
			*'''Eivor:''' ''What makes them special? An apple is an apple, no?''
			*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''O, I beg to differ, my friend! You see, every year we make the pilgrimage to the west, [[Hammeham\|Hamme's farm]].''
			*'''Eivor:''' ''Farmer Hamme to the west?''
			*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''Yes, we call him "The Hammer." And his apples are fine, have this sweet iron tinge in them. My friends have already made it back. They are surely feasting already, but... I fell on some misfortune. Me cart busted. O, if only me back wasn't knotted like a dying oak.''
			Eivor read the letter lying by the cart.
			<blockquote>'''Dear Brother Guthwort of [[Guthlac of Crowland\|Guthlac]]'s Cult''':<br>''In friendship to the brothers of Saint Guthlac's Cult<br><br>Let the apples from Hammes' farm in the East of [[Lunden]] be a boon to your group of merry and divine hooligans. Let the Iron Cup of God shine on your heads and reflect the good light of His Plan.<br><br>May you Bob for the Apples in His Light''</blockquote>
			She picked up the crate of apples by the cart.
			*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' O, eternal thanks for carrying the crate!''
			The two chatted as they walked to a nearby farm together.
			*'''Eivor:''' ''I'll be happy to share in the bounty of these apples with you once we meet up with your friend.''
			*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''O, surely. We will share the Lord's work with ye. The iron tinge, you will taste it. We all have earned it after fasting.
			*'''Eivor:''' ''Fasting? Is that when you lack food for your god?''
			*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''Yes. We show our devotion. Remove distraction. But now, we give in to the fruits of our Creator's Work. Sharing an apple with a friend is the most sublime experience... O!''
			*'''Eivor:''' ''It is nice to sometimes sit back and simply enjoy an apple.''
			*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''With our fortune always changing in life, it is important to enjoy simple pleasures...''
			They neared the farm.
			*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''O I am so excited for you ''[to]'' see my friend and eat apples with us. The act of walking, the pilgrimage we are going on!''
			*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''We will prostrate ourselves for Guthlac at the end of this glorious pilgrimage. Drown in his reward.''
			They arrived at the farm.
			*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''Here we are! Our tiny sanctuary. Join in prayer for the apples if you like. We {{wiki\|apple bobbing\|bob}}.''
			*'''Eivor:''' ''Bob?''
			*'''Anglo-Saxon Man:''' ''It is the only way to piously reap the reward of our Holy Father. Praise be to Him.''
			*'''Anglo-Saxon Man 2:''' ''O, Brother Holthwulf, and you've made a friend as well. Good to have you back!''
			Eivor set the crate of apples down while the two monks said a prayer in Latin before Brother Holthwulf started bobbing. She read a note on the table outside the house.''
			<blockquote>'''''Two Poems Concerning Guthlac''':<br>Guthlac<br><br>His life on the couch of God was one of piety and devotion. Living from the mud and with the birds, the angels did visit him. They told him the proper way of living without jewels, without fatty meals and glory-whores. With a spirit occupying your pious bones, and spring in your step so that the angels hear your song and match it thus.<br><br>Guthlac B<br><br>No one lives proper any longer. After all the joy He brought us, who abandon the blood-soaked scrolls of sin-seared thrones remain on a great path. Find a corner in the world and eat the apples our orchards provide. For otherwise we are doomed.''</blockquote>

	==Outcome==		==Outcome==
	Eivor carried the crate of apples for the monk to a nearby ~~house~~.		Eivor carried the crate of apples for the monk to a nearby farmhouse.

	==Gallery==		==Gallery==
	<gallery widths="180" position="center" captionalign="center">		<gallery widths="180" position="center" captionalign="center">
	ACV The Cult of Saint Guthlac 2.png\|The monk sharing his woes to Eivor		ACV The Cult of Saint Guthlac 2.png\|The monk sharing his woes with Eivor.
	ACV The Cult of Saint Guthlac 3.png\|Eivor helping the monk to carry the cart of apples		ACV The Cult of Saint Guthlac 3.png\|Eivor helping the monk to carry the cart of apples.
	ACV The Cult of Saint Guthlac 4.png\|Eivor and the monk reached their destination		ACV The Cult of Saint Guthlac 4.png\|Eivor and the monk reached their destination.
	</gallery>		</gallery>

imported>Lady Kyashira at 14:55, 17 December 2022

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	{{Memory Infobox		{{Memory Infobox
	\| image =		\| image = ACV The Cult of Saint Guthlac 1.png
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	\| appearance = ''[[Assassin's Creed: Valhalla]]''		\| appearance = ''[[Assassin's Creed: Valhalla]]''
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	\| source = [[Eivor Varinsdottir]]		\| source = [[Eivor Varinsdottir]]
	\| location = Southwest of [[Earnningstone]], [[Cambridgeshire\|Grantebridgescire]], [[Mercia]]		\| location = Southwest of [[Earnningstone]], [[Cambridgeshire\|Grantebridgescire]], [[Mercia\|Danish Mercia]]
	\| date = }}		\| date = 870s
			}}
	'''The Cult of Saint Guthlac''' was a virtual representation of one of [[Eivor Varinsdottir]]'s [[Genetic memory\|genetic memories]], relived by [[Layla Hassan]] through the [[Animus\|Portable Animus HR-8.5]].		'''The Cult of Saint Guthlac''' was a virtual representation of one of [[Eivor Varinsdottir]]'s [[Genetic memory\|genetic memories]], relived by [[Layla Hassan]] through the [[Animus\|Portable Animus HR-8.5]].

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	==Dialogue==		==Dialogue==
	TBA		TBA
	:'''Dear Brother Guthwort of Guthlac's Cult''':<br />''In friendship to the brothers of Saint Guthlac's Cult<br /><br />Let the apples from Hammes' farm in the East of Lunden be a boon to your group of merry and divine hooligans. Let the Iron Cup of God shine on your heads and reflect the good light of His Plan.<br /><br />May you Bob for the Apples in His Light''		:'''Dear Brother Guthwort of [[Guthlac of Crowland\|Guthlac]]'s Cult''':<br>''In friendship to the brothers of Saint Guthlac's Cult<br><br>Let the apples from Hammes' farm in the East of [[Lunden]] be a boon to your group of merry and divine hooligans. Let the Iron Cup of God shine on your heads and reflect the good light of His Plan.<br><br>May you Bob for the Apples in His Light''

	:'''Two Poems Concerning Guthlac''':<br />''Guthlac<br /><br />His life on the couch of God was one of piety and devotion. Living from the mud and with the birds, the angels did visit him. They told him the proper way of living without jewels, without fatty meals and glory-whores. With a spirit occupying your pious bones, and spring in your step so that the angels hear your song and match it thus.<br /><br />Guthlac B<br /><br />No one lives proper any longer. After all the joy He brought us, who abandon the blood-soaked scrolls of sin-seared thrones remain on a great path. Find a corner in the world and eat the apples our orchards provide. For otherwise we are doomed.''		:'''Two Poems Concerning Guthlac''':<br>''Guthlac<br><br>His life on the couch of God was one of piety and devotion. Living from the mud and with the birds, the angels did visit him. They told him the proper way of living without jewels, without fatty meals and glory-whores. With a spirit occupying your pious bones, and spring in your step so that the angels hear your song and match it thus.<br><br>Guthlac B<br><br>No one lives proper any longer. After all the joy He brought us, who abandon the blood-soaked scrolls of sin-seared thrones remain on a great path. Find a corner in the world and eat the apples our orchards provide. For otherwise we are doomed.''

	==Outcome==		==Outcome==
	Eivor carried the crate of apples for the monk to a nearby house.		Eivor carried the crate of apples for the monk to a nearby house.

			==Gallery==
			<gallery widths="180" position="center" captionalign="center">
			ACV The Cult of Saint Guthlac 2.png\|The monk sharing his woes to Eivor
			ACV The Cult of Saint Guthlac 3.png\|Eivor helping the monk to carry the cart of apples
			ACV The Cult of Saint Guthlac 4.png\|Eivor and the monk reached their destination
			</gallery>

	==References==		==References==

imported>Soranin at 17:00, 22 April 2021

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imported>Kennyannydenny: +another note found at the house

2021-03-04T15:12:31Z

+another note found at the house

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	:'''Dear Brother Guthwort of Guthlac's Cult''':<br />''In friendship to the brothers of Saint Guthlac's Cult<br /><br />Let the apples from Hammes' farm in the East of Lunden be a boon to your group of merry and divine hooligans. Let the Iron Cup of God shine on your heads and reflect the good light of His Plan.<br /><br />May you Bob for the Apples in His Light''		:'''Dear Brother Guthwort of Guthlac's Cult''':<br />''In friendship to the brothers of Saint Guthlac's Cult<br /><br />Let the apples from Hammes' farm in the East of Lunden be a boon to your group of merry and divine hooligans. Let the Iron Cup of God shine on your heads and reflect the good light of His Plan.<br /><br />May you Bob for the Apples in His Light''

			:'''Two Poems Concerning Guthlac''':<br />''Guthlac<br /><br />His life on the couch of God was one of piety and devotion. Living from the mud and with the birds, the angels did visit him. They told him the proper way of living without jewels, without fatty meals and glory-whores. With a spirit occupying your pious bones, and spring in your step so that the angels hear your song and match it thus.<br /><br />Guthlac B<br /><br />No one lives proper any longer. After all the joy He brought us, who abandon the blood-soaked scrolls of sin-seared thrones remain on a great path. Find a corner in the world and eat the apples our orchards provide. For otherwise we are doomed.''

	==Outcome==		==Outcome==

imported>Kennyannydenny: +note found at the cart

2021-03-04T14:41:29Z

+note found at the cart

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	==Dialogue==		==Dialogue==
	TBA		TBA
			:'''Dear Brother Guthwort of Guthlac's Cult''':<br />''In friendship to the brothers of Saint Guthlac's Cult<br /><br />Let the apples from Hammes' farm in the East of Lunden be a boon to your group of merry and divine hooligans. Let the Iron Cup of God shine on your heads and reflect the good light of His Plan.<br /><br />May you Bob for the Apples in His Light''

	==Outcome==		==Outcome==

imported>Berta Star: interwiki link added

2021-03-02T21:56:21Z

interwiki link added

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			[[de:Der Kult des heiligen Gudlac]]

imported>Kennyannydenny at 16:59, 23 February 2021

2021-02-23T16:59:32Z

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	\| type = World Event		\| type = World Event
	\| previous =		\| previous = [[Path to the Wind-Blue]]
	\| next =		\| next = [[The Devout Troll]]
	\| source = [[Eivor Varinsdottir]]		\| source = [[Eivor Varinsdottir]]
	\| location = Southwest of [[Earnningstone]], [[Cambridgeshire\|Grantebridgescire]], [[Mercia]]		\| location = Southwest of [[Earnningstone]], [[Cambridgeshire\|Grantebridgescire]], [[Mercia]]